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[TheWildBunnii]

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[TheWildBunnii]

Valasca Del Viento

" When I was drowning, that’s when I could finally breathe."

-Valasca

Name:

Valasca Del Viento

Nickname:

Val

Age:

27

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Asexual Panromantic

Relationship Status:

Single

Gang Rank:

Associate

Title:

Species:

Mermaid

Occupation

Mortician

Likes:

- Death
- Salty Foods
- Her daily swims

Dislikes:

- Anyone who treats her clients ill
- Being lied to
- Sweets
- Theft

Fears:

Have her establishment and sanctuary taken from her

Personality:

Now that Valasca’s been living in Fall Hollow, she finally feels free for the first time in her life. She doesn't need to change her name or hide who she is. However, despite that freedom, old habits die hard. Despite her warm and caring nature, Valasca is still very much a secretive and closed off individual that has a great deal of trouble opening up to people about who she really is or letting them into her more private life. This can make her come off as a bit distant, but despite that she is still never much a caring mortician that will go above and beyond for her patients. She is more than happy to take care of her clients needs as well as take notes on the various different species in the city to further her knowledge.

History:

Valasca was born in the murky waters of a town that was submerged in water to stop the flooding of Spain five decades ago. Unlike most pods who stuck to areas easily evacuated the pod Valasca was born to had a higher purpose, or so they believed. Valasca pod was connected to others who all believed in their own Gods that lived in the stars above, a world they considered to be a vast ocean. To make it to this place in the after life their role in the life they currently lead was to care for those bodies tossed off boats, thrown from peers to hide murders, sunken graves and mere accidents. They were to help these people move to their own afterlife. So when the town of Capel Celyn sank and became the reservoir it turned into their pod home, to watch over the graves of those who had now sunk beneath the water.

The devotion to their religion was a heavy one. They prayed to a mermaid who was as big as the earth, she had formed the oceans with her body, carved them as she swam through the infinite waters of the life beyond, a world that rested on top of their own. It was not just her though, their were many mermaids, each representing something new. Interitus was merely the main one, the one who judged them at the end of their time to decide if they began anew, having to try again, or made it through to a new life in the waters above. Like most in the pod Valasca took her devotion to Interitus seriously, praying to her, making offerings and participating in the rituals of the tribe.

One of the main rituals was the summoning of the spirits to bless them. It was the one that focused most on the deceased beings, praised them as those of a higher purpose as they were in the world beyond the one where Valasca and her pod rested. This was where Valasca's obsession with death began. Even the sea creatures she feasted on she treated with the utmost care, making sure their move into the world beyond was a gracious one.

Things only escalated when she was sent to perform the ritual to adulthood. One of the few females who were sent out she was expected to return home for the future of their pod. Valasca didn’t. Much like the ritual of Rumspringa the mermaids were to go to the surface for seven evenings and return the wiser for it. Valasca instead found herself half intoxicated with desire and half sick with hate at the ease of access she had to death. The parts of animals that lay on display for others to judge and chose for consumption revolting her but then there were large homes, homes that looked after the dead, treated them with a beautiful respect and laid them to rest in exquisite manners. Valasca believed she had found her calling.

Wales was nice for a while. Valasca trained as a mortician at a funeral parlour she found by the sea. Her hours were whenever someone knew came in and since the town was small she was able to spend as much time as she needed in the water. However she was constantly hiding and the rumors of people seeing a mermaid sprang about. Even cutting her hair seemed to make no difference. This was when she met a man, her heart still. Valasca's pod with their special connection to death she knew what the man was immediately. Valasca introduced herself - looking for someone in the town who it turned out had moved on - as a member of the vampire council in a town in America. He offered Valasca passage there but she declined, knowing she wouldn't be able to survive that long without water, and instead accepted directions.

In Fall Hollow she took a job at the towns local morgue, the one used by police and most of the town since it was convenient. Unlike in Wales deaths in Fall Hollow were unexplained and with everyone's desire to dispose of the bodies in unseemly ways Valasca made herself open to all the killers in Fall Hollow. She would hide their mistakes and in return she could give them the treatment they deserved. Each body prepared to the best she could manage, prayers and blessings made over the body before she reduced them to the earth, sea or smoke depending on their own species or religion she could make out. For the most part she keeps to herself, though over the past five years she's lived in Fall Hollow she has spent a lot at local vampire hang outs.

On Fall Hollow lies a sanctuary lead by young mermaid, for all supernatural creatures. The building attached to the funeral offers a place for non-humans to live free of persecution and follow what paths they desire, whether that’s as regular townsfolk and business owners, criminals and shady dealers. However, in return each tenant must work at the funeral.

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[rechonq]

rechonq's werewolf

Vorel Dare Raiken,
The Wise Wolf

"Strength only gets you so far, don't be stupid."
-Vorel
Name:

Vorel Raiken

Nickname:

Vore

Age:

34

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Hetero

Relationship Status:

Single

Gang Rank:

Council

Title:

Alpha Male/ Werewolf Councillor

Species:

Werewolf

Occupation

Stockbroker

Likes:

Logic / Power / Women / The simple things in life.

Dislikes:

Stupidity / Laziness / Hot things

Fears:

Powerlessness / Losing Control / Fear itself

Personality:

Vorel is very controlling. He believes in maintaining control of every aspect of his life. This is different from the typical hot blooded werewolves he grew up around, but it's what he attributes to the success he holds today. He works very hard and is very smart as well. He is rather apathetic as well though. He shows little negative emotions and expects others to get over them as quickly as he does. He isn't the strongest werewolf, but underestimating him is a dire mistake. Being bullied as he grew has created a very tough being, both physically and mentally. He is rather patient, but doesn't take well to werewolves being threatened.

History:

Vorel was born to a set of strong parents. His mother was a Gamma and his father a Delta. He had several brothers and sisters, and his eldest brother is probably the strongest werewolf today. He has a respect for Vorel though, after he beat him up one day. Vorel didn't fight back, but later on his brother returned to his room and found everything was gone. As he turned around in shock, Vorel jumped him and beat him up in return. His brother had gotten in several fights where both sides fought until it was over, but Vorel held his anger until the moment was right. His brother realized the power behind this mentality and gave him due respect after that.

He grew up strong, but many didn't like the attitude he kept about him. Though his brother wanted to help him when gangs came at him, he refused and took them on himself. He took many beatings growing up and returned retribution on many of his former enemies. A fear and respect grew about him as more experienced or heard of his work.

If he wasn't enacting revenge or instilling fear, he was studying. His favorite subject was economics and he was quickly playing with stocks in his own time. As he began to make money, he began a business. As he rapidly made money, he expanded his business and soon found himself in control of very large amounts of money. A substantial amount was his own as well.

With the fall of one of the councillors, he was the obvious choice for a replacement. His physical strength was among the highest in the pack, and his respect and financial control made him a prime candidate for Councillor. He accepted and has served for a few years now. He continues his business, but has faced a significant decrease in bullying. Even other council members have a respect for what this calm cannon may do next. With the werewolf kind backing him, he has plenty of options.

Extra

He really likes the way the moon lights up snow on a clear night after a fresh snowfall. He loves his suits as well.

[Leoven]

Alinea Crow Danea

" Courage is simply the willingness to be afraid and act anyway. "
-Dr. Robert Anthony

Name:

Alinea Crow Danea

Nickname:

Ali

Age:

20

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Homosexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Gang Rank:

The The Masquerade - Beta

Species:

Shifter

Occupation

College Student | Part-timer at a local bookstore

Likes:

Music | The forest | Coffee

Dislikes:

The people she cares about getting hurt | Witches | Being mocked or looked down on

Fears:

Heights | Losing someone she cares about | Disappointing her father

Personality:
+ Loyal | + Brave | + Charming | - Rash | - Stubborn | - Easily manipulated

Ali is best described as a person "blooming in the garden of youth", or at least, that's how the elderly folk of Fall Hollow call her when they're in a particularly good mood. It was "damned teenage rascal" when they weren't. Either way, Ali is what you can call a typical teenager with her exhuberant energy and outgoing personality, with just a touch of rebelliousness to spice up the dish. She's the kind of person you'll see in different scenes, chatting with all the right people and effortlessly making friends with anyone she approaches.

Ali's loyalty is fierce and unmatched by anything. For the people who have grown dear to her heart, you can be rest assured that Ali would do anything to help and protect you. Of course, it's also this fierce loyalty that can sometimes give Ali tunnel-vision and make her refrain from hearing the other side of a conflict. Her friends' enemies were her enemies, and nothing could change that in her mind even if her friends had been the ones in the wrong. It must be said that this has gotten Ali into trouble more than once, especially when it turned out that her so-called friends had only been manipulating her to do their every whim. Despite this, Ali has never learned.

Ali is someone you can be assured would always be there for you, even if she can be a tad reckless at times. She always means well and is willing to lend a helping hand with a bright smile.

History:

It was the first of December, in the middle of one of the harshest winters experienced by Fall Hollow, when the youngest of the Danea clan entered the world. Julio Danea, the current patriarch of the household, had held his baby girl and announced that her name would be Crow for he was sure that like the rest of their family, the child's spirit animal would be one that made the sky its home and that she would be the best that their family had ever seen. When Ali's third birthday came and she met her spirit animal during one of the family's usual camping trips, her father couldn't be any more disappointed. Her spirit animal had been a black panther, and not the graceful flyer he had expected. Of course, Ali had been too young then to know what that revelation had done to her relationship with her father.

Continuing her trend of going against the grain in her family's norms, she found that she had no affinity for strategizing. Unlike her father, grandfather, and great grandfather, she knew she would never take the role of advisor in The Masquerade. She had let her brothers be the ones to compete for that position. Her goal had been something more. As the years passed, Ali strengthened her bond with both her spirit animal and the multitude of land-bound creatures she had intently studied. Sure, she had also shifted into some sea creatures, but they didn't feel as comfortable as being on all fours on good, solid land. And so she honed her skills of transformation to the point that she could partially shift a little bit longer than most of the older shifters. Her physical strength wasn't something to be laughed at either. Before she knew it, she became one of the youngest betas in The Masquerade while her brothers had failed in their tasks of joining the gang as its advisor. Pride swelled up in Ali and she had turned to her father hoping to see the same in his eyes, but she found it wanting.

Her relationship with her father remains rocky still and he continues to favour his two sons. He had even refused to let Ali work in the family business, the local animal shelter, which forced Ali to find a part-time job somewhere else. It seemed as though fate continually wanted to wedge an ever bigger gap between Ali and her father as it soon grew apparent that she held a passion for robotics, something that her father has always frowned upon thinking that further technological advancements would push the youth away from nature.

Extra

• She holds a deep hatred for witches as a dear friend of hers, a werewolf, had died in a skirmish between their two gangs.

• She is the lead vocalist of a band she created with her friends in college. They're well-known in Fall Hollow but they only play for fun. Jokingly, they call themselves "Hodgepodge" because each of them are a different species from the other.

• She still regularly goes on camping trips in the forest, sometimes even staying out in the wilderness for weeks.

[jasmine]

Valentina

Valentina Stark

" I don't know what to do with the horrifying freedom that can destroy me. "
-Clarice Lispector

Name:

Valentina Stark

Nickname:

None

Age:

900

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Gang Rank:

Unaffiliated

Title:

N/A

Species:

Angel

Occupation:

College student / animal shelter volunteer

Likes:

Books, art, humanity, astronomy

Dislikes:

Being talked down to, being physically intimidated, irrationality

Fears:

Falling from grace, her vessel expelling her, being sent back to Heaven

Personality:

Valentina possesses a very poised, controlled demeanor, sometimes read by others as cold. For the most part she is a private person and doesn't like to let others know much about herself, especially her weaknesses. Perhaps due to her relative youth she is somewhat impressionable, and has little experience with interpersonal relationships. As a result of having to keep her identity as an angel secret, she is distant from fellow supernaturals. Though fascinated by humanity she is somewhat intimidated by their proclivity for sinful activities and as such is distant from them as well, save for a few regular visitors at the library that she is pleasantly acquainted with.

She is extremely curious about Earth, human beings, her fellow supernaturals and pretty much everything else under the sun. She is a thoughtful, perceptive being who rarely forgets an act of kindness but also holds grudges stubbornly. Her time among humans has softened her edges a bit, and she is learning social skills and other human skills as she goes along. She is particularly fond of animals and human children.

History:

Valentina is young by angelic standards, at a little over 900. Her time on Earth is much briefer. She has spent most of her life in Heaven, with the other angels for company. For the most part she was comfortable with her existence, but after centuries of mundanity became dissatisfied and bored with her surroundings. Though she was wise enough to keep quiet about her unrest, reprieve came anyways when she was granted permission to seek out a vessel on Earth. After much searching, she found what seemed like the perfect option: Avery Stark, a nineteen year old college student with little to no family or social life outside of her volunteer work, desperate for a purpose in life. Valentina reached out to her, subtly at first, before finally revealing her true identity as an angel. Initially hesitant, Avery eventually conceded to being Valentina's vessel.

Since that day, about a year ago, Valentina has assimilated into Avery's life with some difficulty. At first she had trouble interacting with humans, still perplexed by the nuances of conversation. More than that she was overwhelmed by (and a bit envious of) humans' possibility of choice. They could just do things, on a whim, for no reason but to make themselves happy - the idea baffled her. These days Valentina spends her weekdays at school and weekends volunteering at the local animal shelter, following in Avery's footsteps. She tends to avoid speaking to people who knew Avery personally out of a sense of respect and almost guilt.

Extra

• She is definitely a night owl. This may be a trait adapted from her vessel, whose college classes were almost always held at night
• She has a strange fashion sense, with a fondness for old-fashioned patterns and fabrics. She also likes to keep a sort of androgynous style, mixing more masculine attire like blazers and ties with typically feminine outfits.

[Carlsberg]

Jennifer 'Jen' Flint

Jennifer Flint

"You were born to be ruled"
-Loki
Name:

Jennifer Flint

Nickname:

Jen

Age:

19

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Gang Rank:

Omega

Title:

Species:

Werewolf

Occupation

Baker

Likes:

Italian food, Romance novels, Chess, Drawing

Dislikes:

Violence, Tidiness, Hospitals

Fears:

Being thrown out of her pack

Personality:

Kind, Quiet, Generous, Timid, Easily Frightened, Easy to Push Around

Jen has little to no self confidence. She doesn't think that she'll achieve much in life, and just wants to live peacefully. She's a pushover, and is easily ordered around. Though she is timid, she is still willing to talk to people if it is necessary. Her greatest strength is her kindness and generosity. She is always willing to help someone in need, no matter their race, species or gender.

History:

Jen was born to a Beta of the pack and a 'strong' Omega. She had high expectations from her father, the Beta, and tried her best to live up to them. However, it wasn't in her personality or body to be the wolf her father wanted. He viewed her as weak, both mentally and physically. When she was 16, her father passed away, still disappointed in his daughter. She has been living on her own in a one bedroom apartment since then, regretting every day that she couldn't make him proud, not even once.

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[Ozerath]

Casternus

The Archdemon Casternus, Butcher of Assyria, Scourge of Carthage

"I like to think of myself as an enabler."
-Cas

Name:

Casternus Mantha

Nickname:

Cas

Age:

2327

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Fluid

Relationship Status:

Single

Gang Rank:

Unafiliated (for the moment)

Title:

Scourge of Carthage

Species: Demon

Occupation: Paramedic

Likes:

Dogs
Unruly mobs
Chaos

Dislikes:

Order
Angels

Fears:

Never returning to full power
Cats

Personality:

Cass has...mellowed out considerably after centuries of low activity, not to mention the influence of an Archangel in his head. He’s still somewhat hot headed and quick to lose his temper, and he has a tendency to be a little grouchy. However, shielded of the dark influences of inferno, Cass has become almost likeable, for a grouch. Oddly enough, he works as a paramedic in the city. Cass enjoys the hectic pace of the work, and it often brings him into close proximity with death and destruction. The irony of actually saving lives is also highly amusing to him. He generally arrives on scene with an amused smile and a gung ho attitude.

Cass doesn’t really have any close friends; even the EMTs he rides with are no more than pleasant coworkers. But he does have dogs. Cass developed a habit of taking in stray dogs over the years, usually off the streets, sometimes from shelters. He especially likes the vicious ones; something about taking them in and shaping their personalities is deeply satisfying to him. He instills them with iron discipline and trains them to attack on command. He’s had as many as nine, but currently has six: A pitbull, two german shepherd-esque mutts, some kind of doberman/labrador mix, a mutt without any clear traits at all, and a beautiful purebred rottweiler. Though Cass wouldn’t admit it, he absolutely loves his dogs; they’re the only family he’s ever had.

History:

Cass is an older demon, and a very famous one among his kind. Previously one of Inferno’s greatest warriors, he spent centuries happily fighting in the Empyrean War across multiple planes of existence.

Humans may not recognize his name, but they know of his handiwork. Babylon, Troy, Carthage, the Sacking of Rome; all his doing. Cass is quite proud of the work; he delights in the excesses of hatred and slaughter, and he loves spurring humans to do the same. Carthage remains to this day his favorite memory: running with red-eyed legionaires through the streets, raping, murdering, burning, butchering, and then, to top it all off, salting the earth so nothing would ever grow there again. Destruction is his goal, chaos his modus operandi.

It all changed at Constantinople. Cass was among the Ottoman armies as they took the city, but it was a trap. The walls of the city had crumbled, and Cass was just hitting his stride, burning his way to the Palace, hoping to encounter Empress Theodozia, who was reputed to be the most beautiful woman of her era. When he finally butchered his way into the palace, he discovered that Theodozia was indeed beautiful...too beautiful to be human. She was the Archangel Mariel. The two of them fought bitterly, but ultimately Castornus gained the upper hand. As he struck the killing blow, Mariel did...something. She died by his hands, her head caved in by his bare fists, but something had changed. Cass left the palace, intent on getting to the business of properly destroying the city, but as he began to exert his powers, burning light exploded in his mind and Mariel’s wondrous face appeared before his eyes. Cass was driven from the city, screaming in agony, and haunted by the dead Archangel. Constantinople gained new rulers and a new name, but remained quite intact, and relatively few civilians died.

What exactly Mariel did remains a mystery, but it quickly became clear she’d crippled Cass. Every time he tried to use his powers properly, he was filled with agonizing pain, and Mariel’s haunting image would sternly glare at him, lovely and terrifying at the same time. Cass became a laughing stock amongst the denizens of Inferno; a lame old warhorse, good for nothing, a relic of another time. Occasionally, he’d try to get back out there, limiting the use of his powers, but Mariel had indeed crippled him.

Desperate to escape her curse and return to his old ways, Cass fled to Fall Hollow, hoping the mortal plain would shield him from her influence, but to no avail. He’s since settled down in the city, hoping that someday he can find a way to lift the curse.

He’s had no luck in the last 60 years or so, and Cass has more or less resigned himself to his fate. He has a modest apartment downtown; itt’s not a perfect existence, but it’s good enough.

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[Ace of flames01]

Saoirse

" If you cannot fly, then run, If you cannot run, then walk, If you cannot walk, then crawl, but whatever you do, you have to keep moving forward. "
-Martin Luther King Jr
Name:

Saoirse Clarke

Nickname:

Selkie

Age:

25

Gender:

female

Sexuality:

hetero

Relationship Status:

single and ready to mingle

Gang Rank:
N/a

Title:
N/a

Species:

human

Occupation

Freelance artist/painter, illustrator

Likes:

sketching/drawing
Music
Singing(she's actually pretty good at it)
Sleep
Warmth
Cheesy love stories
Affection
Sweets

Dislikes:

Blood
Guns
Violence
Coldness
Physical activity

Fears:

Monsters from story books(even though she's never met one or at least she doesn't think she's met one)
Blood
The dark

Personality:
Saoirse is a very kind, warm, and gentle woman. There isn't a violent bone in her body. She is also very introverted, naive, and innocent and tends to be shy when you first meet her. However, it doesn't take much for her to warm up to somebody. She is a loyal friend and always tries to help out whenever she can. She, of course, also has a tendency to be quite lazy and likes to sleep when she has the time

Flaws & Virtues

She is innocent to a fault
She can be clumsy
She is physically weak and has low stamina
She has a frail body
She is a good singer and artist

History:

Saoirse's history is nothing extraordinary. She lived a happy childhood and had parents who adored her and a small tight knight group of friends. She was born frail and weak so she would get sick easily, which meant more time for her to persue her passions in life. At a young age, her parents could tell that she had quite a knack for the arts and that she would end up in the artistic field of work.

When she graduated from college and embarked on her own, she decided to move to an interesting place called Fall Hollow. She hoped that by moving to such an area, that she would get a fresh start, a clean slate. She had hoped on making some new friends and immerse herself in a different area would be good for her health. Little did she know of what creatures reside there.

However, it wouldn't matter much to her anyway. She currently lives alone, locked up in the little apartment she calls home. She has been living there for the past few years and has, for the most part, been shut up in her home, trying to catch up with strict deadlines. On occasion she will go out to explore the local shops and bakeries, that is, when she has the chance.

Extra

her name is pronounced as see-er-sha
She has an Irish accent
She has a very low tolerance for alcohol and tends to not drink because of it